Buckets of yarn say around in their fuzzy, chunked-off rainbow twists, and discussed whether they would prefer to hug shoulders or feet, or be so ambitious as to dream of wrapping up an entire creature in order to hug away the winter air. An orange skein peeked over the bucket's lip to whisper to a hazy sky-blue friend that forest-green was too shy to flirt with sea-foam, but that sea-foam crushed on poodle-curly purple, who was tangled up with a tough crowd. Hazy blue itself wished to be socks, but the hand reached down and wrapped its fingers around periwinkle.
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StretchesThe brain needs to stretch before working out just as much as the body. Welcome to my stretch zone of stories in 100 words, and perhaps other bits. Archives
September 2019
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